Seeing that the situation in the field had taken a turn for the worse, Baron Doyle, who had been held hostage, shouted again and again in severe pain:

"Wait! we can actually talk about ......."

But Anker, who had already been provoked, was obviously in no mood to listen to the plea, so he grabbed the old baron's neck and choked on the latter's words.

"I've had enough of your family's malice and hypocrisy!

The captor spoke in a rage:

"Young and old!"

Behind Tails, D.D., who was still hesitating, trembled in his arms.

Piloga had to rush forward and help Glovor hold him down.

As the captain, Marios remained silent, only looking at the hostage with cold eyes.

The old baron's breathing became noticeably difficult, and his face soon turned red, causing the baroness to scream:

"......Ahh

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Earl Godwin hurriedly made a gesture to the ladies to hold the Baroness down in a hurry, so that they could pull her back into the crowd and prevent her from further provoking the hostage.

Panic and worry spread, and the guests began to talk again, relying on the guards to maintain order.

"You, son of Doyle!"

Anke was furious and pointed at D.D. on the steps:

"Stop hiding behind women!"

"Get down!"

Tails looked at Anker, who looked like he was crazy, from afar, and his heart was heavy.

The man, he was desperate.

Tails said silently.

Hysteria.

Just for a duel.

But he's just a pawn: he exists to make a small move in someone's game.

Thinking of this, Tails felt even more sad.

The guards separating the crowd from the Assassins tensed, but Anker seemed to have the last of his senses, not hurting the killer or rushing out of his sword.

He just stared at D.D.:

"Let's fix this! like a man!"

"Son of a bitch—" Doyle subconsciously rushed down, but was stopped by Piloga and Glovor, who had been prepared:

"Let go of me!"

"At the very least, she's gained some advantage, and people's perceptions have been shaken," Vogel ignored D.D.'s gaffe, he looked at the crowd around him and frowned:

"If we snipe him now, maybe ......"

"No," Marhros looked at Anker in the arena and shook his head:

"Our audience is not just in the hall, but in the whole kingdom, they are stupid and only care about the result. ”

"This chess game is still unsolved. ”

Chess game.

Tails looked at the situation in the field that had not only not eased, but even worsened, exhausted and bitter.

In the distance, Jenn, Cousin, Val and the others were still silently watching the situation on the field, and had no intention of interfering.

Lady Eleanor, Lozano, Adrian, Patterson, Stowe, and other guests of the Seven Squires seemed to empathize, and they locked their eyes on the prince in anticipation of his reaction.

"So ......"

Vogel frowned and leaned over to D.D.

"Have you figured it out?

Vogel repeated in a low voice the words of Marlos:

"Pawn. ”

Hearing the words of the deputy captain of the guard, Doyle trembled slightly, and his mood changed.

"Duel, then die. ”

Vogel said lightly, like an emotionless machine.

Doyle's angry struggle lessened.

D.D looked at his father in amazement.

With the last glimmer of hope in his arms, he turned to Tails and Marhros for help.

But the prince pursed his lips and said nothing.

What can he do?

Tell D.D not to move, and then let Anker kill his father?

Let D.D go to a duel and then deliberately die under the opponent's sword?

What else could he do besides the "pawn"?

Think fast, think fast !

Marios, who was on the side, watched the prince's brows flutter and remained silent.

"Now, you're the only one who can save your father and break the deadlock," Vogel said coldly in Doyle's ear.

"Be enlightened early. ”

Doyle stiffened his head, his eyes filled with despair.

"Duel, Dead ......"

He stared in the direction of Anker and the old baron, but his eyes were dazed, and he kept muttering:

"Duel, die, duel, die, duel, die......"

Tails turned his head in reluctance, forcing himself to concentrate and think of a way out.

Or did he simply ignore it, give an order, and directly let the guards kill the hijackers in front of him, once and for all, once and for all?

As for after, after-the-effects ......

That's it, as long as you get through the unbearable hardship and pain at the moment, what does it matter if the flood is raging later?

Let his father clean up the mess?

No, no......

Tails' mind was getting more and more confused.

Unable to stand the appearance of his colleague, Govero pressed Doyle's shoulder from behind, and said solemnly:

"D.D., cheer up. ”

But Doyle subconsciously shook off his hand.

"As long as I die," D.D said in a trance:

"Father...... Can you be saved, and the problem will be solved?"

Tails became more and more unbearable, but as soon as he wanted to speak, Marhros suddenly spoke:

"It's not that simple. ”

All the guards looked at him.

I saw that the watchman's gaze was still on Anker, whose face was distorted:

"From just now to now, this Anker, his eyes have always looked at death as if they were home, and they have never changed. ”

"I think he's probably the same goal as you. ”

Marlos calmly concludes to Doyle:

"I also want to die in a duel, at your hands. ”

Doyle's trance-like gaze suddenly moved.

Tails frowned and looked at Anker.

"Yes, that's the only way," said Vogel gloomily:

"to bring the greatest benefit. ”

Marlos nodded:

"Look, as a pawn for them, he's the same. ”

He looked at D.D with deep meaning.

"Pawn. ”

The watchman glanced at Tails again.

"General. ”

Tails closed his eyes.

Pawn.

Checkmate.

Whose pawn is it?

Whose army will be?

Doyle was still breathing heavily, muttering to himself from time to time.

But Anker was getting impatient to wait.

"Answer me, son of Doyle, do you have the courage to duel me fairly?"

The anger of the captors and the bitter cries of the old baron further irritated the nerves of the crowd, provoking an exclamation and an uproar:

"Or I can start with the limbs of this old silverfish!"

"Look how much blood he can shed!"

Watching Anker move the blade of his sword to the baron's wrist, Tails' heart tightened.

Oops.

"Okay," Vogel snorted disgruntled at Marlos seeing D.D in a panicked bewilderment:

"If you don't want to get your hands dirty and watch people, then I'll do it. ”

He turned to his subordinates:

"Assemble the flag wings, choose four people, and get the best sniper......"

But the next moment, a high-pitched and loud voice interrupted them all.

"Duke Tails!"

There was silence in the banquet hall.

Everyone looked to the speaker.

It's Doyle.

It wasn't Anker who shouted the Duke's name, it was D.D.

I saw him slowly raise his head, and there was no confusion in his eyes.

But there is an extra layer of darkness.

"Order, Lord Duke!"

Doyle spoke loudly so that everyone could hear clearly.

But in his voice, there was a bitterness that Tails could hear:

"I, son of Baron Mirrorriver, Danny Doyle!"

Under the gaze of the entire hall, D.D stepped forward and gritted his teeth:

"I am willing to follow the ancient customs of the empire for the sake of my father and family, and in the presence of the Duke of Tails and all of you, to respond to his challenge and ...... with this despicable villain."

"Fight to the death!"

Tails looked at his guards in disbelief and turned to Marlos again.

But the latter seems to have expected it and responded indifferently.

Doyle stared at Anker, whose face was full of provocation and longing, trying not to look at his stunned father.

"I want to defend our dignity and reputation. ”

D.D opened his mouth mechanically, as if the mouth was not his:

"As long as ...... Let go of my father. ”

After saying these words, Doyle, who was covered in cold sweat, shook as if he was deflated.

Until Crofo held him firmly.

The guests were silent at first, and then a small commotion erupted.

Once again, controversy flooded the hall.

"Good, good!"

"The Doyle family, there are still men. ”

Anker smiled a little as he looked at Doyle, who had lost his soul, but Tails couldn't feel happy or satisfied.

There is only a different kind of desolation.

Tails gritted his teeth:

Doyle ......

Captain Vogel pursed his lips and looked at D.D with a complicated look in his eyes.

Marios was equally silent, but his expression was much more indifferent.

"No, no, no!"

In the hall, the old baron, who was held hostage by Anker, could no longer care about his pain and embarrassment, and he shouted angrily:

"Stinky boy, you...... What stupid are you doing?"

D.D came back to his senses, glanced at his father, and squeezed out a feeble smile.

The old baron looked at his wife in horror:

"Honey, stop him, stop him!"

But the baroness was also frightened, and she looked around in a hurry, but she could only gain a sympathy.

"Your Highness, anyone?"

The old baron was so anxious that he cried:

"Anyone! stop him, stun this damned son of a bitch! Doyle will be heavy, thank you!"

"I'm going to give him half of my income this year, no, I'm going to give him 40 percent, okay, that's half, 60 percent, 70 percent?"

The baron's cry echoed between the pillars of the hall, and there was no answer except the flickering light of the fire.

Desolate and helpless.

Looking at this scene, Tails felt even more uncomfortable and indescribable.

But he couldn't show it.

He must maintain the most elegant, detached, and noble posture.

Because he is the second prince.

It's the Duke of Star Lake.

Under the illumination of countless eyes, D.D took a deep breath, adjusted himself, and strode forward.

"I've promised you!"

Doyle yelled at Anker:

"Now, let go of my father, I'll play with you!"

"Let's settle our grievances!"

Anker smiled.

Instead of letting go of the old baron, he turned to Tails.

"Duke of Tails, Your Highness?"

"The initiator and receiver of the duel are present, and only noble witnesses remain. ”

Anker's gaze was a mixture of longing and anticipation, despair and madness.

Doyle also turned and looked at Tails with a rare gloom in his eyes.

The old baron stared at him, shaking his head frantically, his eyes full of pleading.

The people of the royal guard looked at him, their expressions low-key and reserved, and they did not distinguish between appeals.

"Your Highness. ”

Vogel quietly stood at his side:

This is the proper righteousness and the necessary evil. ”

Marlos also sighed:

"When it is broken, it should be abandoned. ”

Tails clenched his fists.

Pawn.

Fucking pawns again.

Soldier.

The guests in the hall looked at him aggressively and aggressively, full of various emotions.

At this moment, countless eyes converged aggressively on the prince, waiting for his response.

Jenn's eyes were playful, Cousin's expression was like an autumn wind, and Val looked at Tails fixedly, not discerning emotion.

The Seven Attendants stared at him intently, as if the prince's next decision was an irrefutable oracle.

No one knew that at this moment, the most important thing for the expressionless Tails to do was to sit in his chair, bury his head, close his eyes, and ignore any gaze or voice.

Leave all the troubles to your subordinates.

In this way, he may be able to use the inviolable majesty of the royal family to fool him through the moments when he is anxious and overwhelmed.

But he couldn't.

Because he is the second prince.

He couldn't.

He is the Duke of Star Lake.

"Your Highness, announce it. ”

D.D's words are a bit weak, like a terminally ill patient whose hopes are dashed.

"Let it come, the sooner the better. ”

"Save yourself any more worries. ”

Tails was expressionless, bitter in his heart.

All right.

The sooner the better.

Save yourself the hassle.

Finally, after a few seconds (in Tails' opinion, it seemed like a lifetime), Duke Xinghu maintained the most dignified and noble posture, slowly got up, and spoke:

"Anker Al Bilal. ”

The moment the voice sounded, everyone in the hall, from courtiers to bureaucrats, nobles to merchants, listened carefully to the words of the returned prince, showing - at least on the surface - the same deference and obedience.

"In the name of the Duke of Star Lake of the Star Kingdom, the second prince, Tails Bright Star. ”

The Duke's voice was incomparably low and awe-inspiring, but only those who had been with Tails for a long time would have noticed that at this moment, the prince's voice was much more hoarse and darker than usual.

Much more tired.

"In keeping with the time-honored imperial tradition, I hereby promise you a life-and-death duel for revenge on another nobleman, Danny Doyle. ”

D.D lowered his head and let out a long exhale.

Tails' face was gloomy, and he looked at the long-awaited Anker with a deep gloomy face:

"And I will personally witness the results of it. ”

"Guarantee its fairness and legitimacy. ”

"Is it enough?"

The duke's words had fallen, and the hall was silent.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that Anker's equally tired voice rang out:

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you. ”

In front of everyone's eyes, he seemed to be freed from his shackles, and pushed the old baron away.

Baron Doyle fell to the ground, but did not leave, he just collapsed in place, with a soft sob, gasping for pain.

When the guards saw the opportunity, they carried the baron away.

A few hesitated to attack the captors, but Count Godwin sighed and shook his head, signaling that they didn't have to.

"Believe it or not, Your Highness. ”

Anker laughed miserably and said:

"You and this little boy of Doyle, you are the only one of the hundreds of people I have met in the past few months who are willing to respond to my request. ”

If it does not shock the world, no one listens.

Tails remembered his words and couldn't help but feel gloomy in his heart.

"Victory or defeat, Tails Bright Star, His Royal Highness the Prince, Lord Duke. ”

Anker took a deep breath, sincerely knelt down on one knee, clasped the hilt of his sword to his chest, and bowed his head deeply:

"I will remember ...... forever"

"Your grace. ”

Tails sat down weakly and closed his eyes.

This month, I actually updated 80,000 words, am I swollen?

(End of chapter)